Lightning flashed across the rapidly darkening sky as thunderclouds rolled in. Priest's zombie army advanced toward the bookstore, the possessed man cackled maniacly at the head of the undead procession.
Jason Hill peered out of the front window. "This doesn't look good." He began to reload his shotgun.
"Ughhhh. . ." one of the corpses groaned at Priest.
"What? Speak up! You're mumbling again!" the crazed metahuman cackled. "Oh, I see. We've got guests."
His red glowing eyes gazed at Grimm and Vengeance rapidly approaching on Vengeance's motorcycle. The cycles engines screamed like souls being tortured in the depths of Hell.
"Let's give them a little present, shall we?" Priests eyes shot forth a searing red flash that enveloped the two dead men. As Vengeance steered to avoid crashing the bike turned over depositing the two supernatural warriors on the waste littered street. "Yeeeeaahhhhahhhh, I'm the one that you wanted!! Yeeeahhhhh, I'm the superbeast!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Priest continued to maniacally lead his rotting minions towards the bookstore.
